Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

You close your eyes, wrap your arms around his neck, and gently run your fingers through his hair.

Our warm breaths mingled, blurring the lines between us...

Qin Che tightened his grip on your waist, pulling you closer.

The feathers continue to fall, landing on your shoulders, landing in your hearts...

......

By the time the spring cleaning was finished, night had completely fallen, and it was pitch black outside the window.

The dim streetlights illuminated a thick layer of snow on the roadside.

The room was warm and cozy, with the heating on, making one feel drowsy.

Having just finished "cleaning" yourself, you lie on the newly changed, clean sheets.

The bed beside him dipped slightly as Qin Che, who had just finished showering, leaned against the headboard.

You stretched, then expertly leaned towards him: "I didn't expect that this place, which doesn't look very big, would require almost as much cleaning as a physical training session... And you even managed to deal with those feathers with your Evol, otherwise the workload would probably have doubled..."

Qin Che opened his arms and pulled you into his embrace: "Next time you do physical training, you might as well come to me again. I have many more such locations. It's a win-win situation for us."

You feigned anger and glared at him: "Qin Che! You've got a really big plan, I heard it all from Lin Kong! You're trying to save on cleaning fees!"

You had barely finished speaking when suddenly your eyes darted around, and you turned to meet his gaze. Your hand continued its work, pinching his chiseled chin, and you said smugly, "What's wrong? Is our Boss Qin facing a financial crisis lately? If you're really having trouble, just tell me. I have enough zeros left in my account to support you..."

Qin Che raised an eyebrow, his smile widening: "Oh? Would I have the honor of being supported by you?"

"Then it depends on your performance..." As you said this, you magically produced a beautifully bound book of poems, the pages of which were clearly yellowed, and handed it to him.

Your eyes sparkled with a hint of anticipation as you said, "I found this while cleaning. Here, your chance to shine is right in front of you. Let's see if you can seize it..."

Qin Che took the poetry collection, gently opened it, and a smile remained on his lips.

Clearly, he's already used to playing these kinds of little games with you.

He casually flipped through two pages and commented, "Hmm... the hypnosis material is quite well chosen."

You pulled the blanket up, wrapping yourself and Qin Che up like caterpillars nestled in the same cocoon, then urged, "Hurry up, hurry up! You know, coaxing your master to sleep is a skill worth testing. Come on, let me experience it first..."

Qin Che cleared his throat and spoke slowly in a deep and elegant voice: "Our parting is different from our reunion. My heart is heavy, but I show very little."

The heavy burden on my heart is hard to express, and you, too, are full of doubts about me.

In that single instant, freedom was imprisoned.

But that moment is long gone and will never return.

Like lightning, it flashes by and vanishes; like snowflakes, it falls onto a river and melts away...

Like light reflected in the tide, only to be hidden by shadows...

The poet's notes flowed gently from his throat, like an ancient instrument caressed by the hand of time, playing a moving chord.